[ She turned to Adela, smirking more as if laughing at the fate of herself and the entire of her people, in a sort of dark comedy. ]

Ahí está la cosa. Millions of people from the Spanish-speaking colonies all either escaped on their own, or were exiled by them after their crackdowns. Fortunately for all of us, that also included smart people they had deemed as a threat to their 'stable' rule. Biologists, writers, engineers, physicists, and even Priests.

But we weren't the first. The first were rich tycoons and planetary holders. Planetary holders that happily took in millions of refugees, gave them a place to live and work under Corporate Hacendados... and placed everyone outside of the three capital worlds in an eternal debt, since many had no other place to go and live, but what was already established by many of these companies.

[ Her eyes then turned towards her gigantic machinegun, whose ammunition slot was directly connected to the bandolier she had slung over herself. She wasn't even mentioning what happened when they made first contact with hostile alien threats. ]

You can guess what happened when that system cracked at the worst possible time.